#opening up

But holding everything alone can be exhausting. Thoughts loop in your head, feelings grow bigger in silence, and you are left trying to comfort yourself while also hurting. There are moments where you wish someone would just notice without you having to explain. At the same time, the idea of opening up can feel scary, what if they don’t understand, what if it comes out wrong, what if you regret saying anything at all.

If you have been feeling like this, it’s okay to take small steps toward letting someone in. It doesn’t have to be everything all at once. It can be a simple “I’m not doing great,” or “can I talk for a minute?” Even just letting someone know you are struggling is already something gentle and brave. You don’t need perfect words, and you don’t need to explain everything.

You deserve to be supported, not just silently endure things on your own. You deserve someone sitting with you in the heaviness, even if all they do is listen. And even if it feels uncomfortable at first, sometimes sharing a little bit can make the weight feel less lonely.

Be patient with yourself if it’s hard. You don’t have to rush, and you don’t have to force it. Just the thought of reaching out is already a soft step forward. Whenever you are ready, in your own time, you can let someone hold a small piece of what you have been carrying.

You don’t have to do everything alone. And even the quietest attempt to open up deserves gentleness, reassurance, and the kind of comfort that feels like a warm, steady hug.

Bitch, you live with a gay girl, and you deny I'm even here.

I'm out to you, and you tell me I'm gonna end up with some dude.

Does anybody else watch streamers and regress?

Like obviously not in their chat but like just put them on the tv and chill out regressing at home?

There’s a female twitch streamer I watch and I like to regress at home while I watch her ‘cause she just feels like a sister, like a fellow regressor.

Obviously I don’t involve anybody that’s not clear or open about their regression into mine, but it definitely makes me feel like there’s a safe space for me to feel comfortable enough to regress without them saying something that might pull me out of it.

My posts keep getting marked as explicit, even though there’s nothing wrong with them. No nudity. No violence. No blood. No self-harm. Nothing sensitive at all, just pieces of a story, of emotions, of characters trying to find light after dark moments.

It honestly feels like every time I try to share something meaningful, someone out there reports it for no reason… and Tumblr just believes it. I’m not doing anything wrong. I just want to tell a story..... the kind of story you’d see in an anime: a bit of pain, a bit of healing, small kindnesses, quiet connections.

But it’s exhausting to keep creating when it feels like the world is against you for no reason. Like those moments when the character keeps standing back up, even when no one’s watching, even when everything they do gets erased.

I’m really trying to stay strong, but I’m so tired.